Month: November 2013

  • Not To Mention All Those Muscles

    Cactus Jack 049

    Oh Jack, you is so handsome.

    It’s not right to hog all that handsomeness.

    You need to share it with some of the ugly dogs.

    Update: We are slowly settling in to our little place here on five acres. I am liking it way more than I thought I would. Even all these monstrous trees are taking on a less dominating spirit. I am hoping to capture a bit of their Autumn glory, if the sun holds out for me.

    Another change I didn’t expect, we are more than likely going to change churches. This breaks my heart, I adore Victory for its beautiful spirit to love the peoples without judgment. In my BIG DREAMS thinking, I really thought we could make the five hour round trip every Sunday, but my body tells me otherwise. Thankfully, I have been able to livestream, but it’s not the same as being with the peoples.

    So, we checked out a LifeChurch in Broken Arrow, only thirty plus minutes away. It knocked my equilibrium a bit. Not expecting to be moved. I mean, seriously, it was one of those soul shaking moments. At the same time, my heart was grieving, for I knew it was time to release a place that has allowed God to bring much healing to my soul. A place that restored my heart for gathering together. A place that proved to me, Christians can come together without judgment and manipulation. It’s not really a giving it up, as much as it is a time to walk onward. We really are one.

    It’s kind of the same thing with Xanga. This place has been such a source of love and laughter for me, but I feel as though I am lost. I can’t really find my place here in the new Xanga 2.0. Maybe it’s just me and the season I am currently fumbling through. And the fact that I am totally technologically inept. I am not ready to walk onward yet. I am holding out and hoping I eventually find my groove. I thank you for being so patient with me.

    Well, there are ten more boxes out there calling my name and I hope to conquer them by the end of the day. And hang the photos in the hallway. And go play in the Autumn sunshine. I love you, peoples.

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